New Demand
Davis looked at the woman who appeared before him. This beauty's buxom frame was draped by the resplendent crimson-purple robes, making her appear regal. The luxurious ornaments that graced her garments glittered from the golden light released by the volcanic glow around them.
Her looks were not at all inferior to the Celestial Fairies, yet Davis had never seen her in a good light.
He had no doubt that Fairy Thunderblaze might've been secretly watching from a distance, but he didn't care as he didn't seclude himself, and this was open space. There was nothing to berate her for, but it still didn't sit well with him that she might want his apocalyptic flames now, and the ironic thing was that he didn't have a need for it anymore as it was too dangerous to carry around.
At the most, he could use it as a life-saving talisman to throw it around, so he could also use it to clear his debts and call it a day, shooing her away.